Chapter 356: Who has more energy

Chapter 357 Who Has More Energy

Turning his head to see, it was an eighteen-year-old boy sitting firmly on the sofa.

Hu Chunsheng's face changed, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

"Xiao Fan, Mr. Hu is a celebrity, is there anything wrong with him?" Zhuo Huan frowned.

Guo Hu quietly gave Zhuo Bufan a wink. He didn't want to make the matter worse, he really wanted revenge. It was a big deal for him to stand alone.

But now it's a big deal, I'm afraid Zhuo Bufan is also involved.

Zhuo Bufan shook his head and signaled Guo Hu to be relieved.

"I said, we must seek justice for Guo Hu and his sister."

After all, Zhuo Bufan's hand condensed a ball of flames, exploded, sparks shot in all directions, and the sound rang.

The audience was silent.

Guo Hu and Zhang Bin did not expect that their faces were shocked.

Hu Chunsheng and Huang Dezhi were dumbfounded, and they didn't expect Zhuo Bufan to be able to use magic tricks.

"Now you can roll." Zhuo Bufan said without giving Hu Chunsheng any face, staring at him.

Hu Chunsheng was sweating like rain on his forehead, "I, I'll go right away."

A magician is not something he can offend.

Hu Chunsheng was really frightened and hurriedly looked at Zhuo Bufan and bent over and said in a low voice: "Second Young Master...I was wrong...I'll go right away...You let me go."

"Get off." Zhuo Bufan said lightly, falling in Hu Chunsheng's ears but like a fairy sound, he waved his hand and led the people away.

Zhuo Huan squeezed his fist hard, bit the imprint, he really couldn't figure out when Zhuo Bufan was so great.

Di Mei was even more silly. She was thinking about bullying a female classmate, but she had been on the Internet for a while, and when the heat was over, no one paid attention. She never expected to provoke a strong person.

Li Yu and Di Min panicked even more.

"Xiao Huan, do you see this?" Di Min looked at Zhuo Huan, his eyes pleading.

"Xiao Fan, everyone is a relative, so why bother to make things like this? I asked my uncle to lose some money to your friends. I think it's a matter of course." Zhuo Huan showed a false smile on his face.

"There is no place for you to speak." Zhuo Bufan didn't even look at him, making Zhuo Huan's face flushed like pig liver.

Zhuo Huan squeezed his fists hard. Anyway, he is the best proud son of the third generation of the Zhuo family. Even Zhuo Fang only gave him shoes, but now Zhuo Bufan doesn't give him any face.

"Mom, Dad, help me, I don't want to become disabled." Di Mei was so scared that Huarong was pale, a sense of fear enveloped her body, chilling like an ice cellar.

Li Yu and Di Min were also blushing. In this scene, even Zhuo Huan couldn't speak. It was useless for them to say anything.

Zhuo Bufan looked at Guo Hu and said, "Brother Tiger, you can do it."

"Well, today I will let them atone for their sins." Guo Hu squeezed his fists. Since Zhuo Bufan was not afraid, he was even more afraid. He turned around and hit Huang Dezhi's nose with a punch, directly breaking the bridge of Huang Dezhi's nose with blood. Lying across the ground.

As for the wretched man quietly opened his eyes and took a look, then immediately closed his eyes and pretended to die.

"Bull my sister..." Guo Hu's eyes were red, and he thought of Di Mei bullying Yanzi.

Li Yu and Di Min stood in front, where they could stop Guo Hu, they were directly kicked to the ground by Guo Hu. Guo Hu grabbed Di Mei's wrist, placed it on the coffee table, and took out a kitchen knife that he always carried around his waist.

"I was wrong... I was wrong... I really knew it was wrong." Di Mei was so scared that she was completely out of crying makeup, "Mom, Dad, hurry up and save me."

"When you bullied my sister, when you ruined her, did you ever think you were wrong?" Guo Hu held the kitchen knife with a grim expression.

Such people are not worthy of sympathy at all, bullying others to satisfy their distorted pleasure, and pretending to be weak when being bullied by more powerful people.

"Cousin...hurry up and save me." Di Mei called out looking at Zhuo Huan.

"Crack!"

"what!"

Guo Hu lifted the knife and fell, a cold glow flashed, and a severed hand fell from his wrist to the ground, Di Mei's painful face was like a white face, and it was rolling on the ground in pain.